In the Middle

Cup of cold black coffee On the right side of the bed I picture you sleeping there next to him With your toes all painted red In the misty, grey-skied morning Heaven's over your head Will you meet me in the middle Like you said I see the rain start falling As your leaving out the door He's got his hand in your pocket And you don't think of me anymore Is it too selfish to suppose, love That you'll think of me when you fight So will you meet me in the middle Of the night In the shade, I'll bring you home You know, you know, in the waves I'll meet your boat You know, you know, and in the grave I will see your soul You know, you know So will you meet me in the middle Of the road I can tell, you've been crying Driving down 5th and Main You tried to so hard to forget me You burnt the letters I made Though my memory has been dying I hope the feeling still remains Will you meet me in the middle Will you meet me in the middle Will you meet me in the middle Someday --- In the Middle - Joshua James